torsdag 11 april 2013

Not done yet

I think about those times
When we were young
And everything was so brand new
And our words were so true and you
Looked into my eyes that one last time
If I had known back then
What I'd be living with today
We might have stayed but

I can't get far from it.
And from what went wrong
And I know it's stupid
Cuz it's been so long.
But father I give away
The more I hold on
It's like I try to forget
Some how I'm not done yet
I'm not done yet 


Am in love with the beauty of this man's voice and appearance.

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